Chapter 148 No one has a hard time

In just one month, there was a big deficit in the surrendered city.

Or it can't be said to be a deficit, but the grain has become cattle and sheep, so the surrendered city has naturally become a huge sheepfold.

Originally, Yun Lang thought that such a scene would not start until at least early autumn, but he didn't expect that it was just summer, and the various tribes had already begun to drive cattle and sheep to the city to trade.

Women's thinking is very different from men's, and women's sense of crisis is stronger than that of men.

They like to get what they want in the shortest possible time.

The flock of sheep and cattle came to the surrendered city that was not ready, which was a great torture for Yun Lang.

The slaughter of cattle and sheep in summer is very detrimental to the storage of meat, and if you want to raise these cattle and sheep and even war horses until autumn, the soldiers who ride the lieutenant can do nothing, just grazing cattle and sheep, which is enough to tire them to death.

"The shepherds were still sending cattle and sheep to the surrendered city, and I sent scouts and ordered them to stay twenty miles away.

This will not delay for a few days, so many cattle and sheep will soon gnaw the pasture clean. ”

Cao Xiang lay on Yun Lang's table and looked at Yun Lang who was stunned with his hands on his cheeks.

"It's not a big deal that the grassland is gnawed up, this is the river bay, and there is grassland, even if it is all gnawed up, after the spring next year, the grass will still grow, Ah Xiang, how many cattle and sheep are there in the city today?"

Yun Lang asked lazily.

"One hundred and twenty oxen and four hundred and fifty sheep have entered the city today."

"Can you finish it?"

"Yes, it's going to be the second half of the night, the main thing is that the salt used for bacon can't keep up, the miscanthus salt used to nitrate sheepskin, and the bitter salt can't keep up, and even the number of vat made of nitrate sheepskin is insufficient.

Yun Lang nodded and said: "It's not a way to go on like this, the livestock haven't grown fat at this time, and it's too wasteful to kill them." ”

Cao Xiang smiled bitterly: "We drove the Huns away, there is a group of tax collectors on the grassland, and we swept the grassland some time before the illness, and even the horse thieves are about to be killed, and our surrendered city has become the acceptance place for all the remaining cattle and sheep this year."

The women also had their own considerations for doing this, and after the summer, it was the grass season, and the men were almost dead, and the women and children could not get much forage for the winter.

In order to fetch more forage, they exchanged their cattle and sheep for winter supplies in advance, so as to free up more manpower to threshk grass.

Alas, two catties of grain and one sheep, the price has become like this, and those people still have to change their ...... I can't even get started. ”

Yun Lang nodded, patted the table and said, "The cowhide must be collected, and the price must not fall, otherwise not many people will be willing to raise more cattle next year."

I don't think I need to say much about how important cowhides are to the big man, at least, I must ensure that 6,000 cowhides are used to make leather armor for Bai Mountain.

In addition, to supply the cattle and sheep of Baishan Mountain, you can send live cattle and sheep over, and finally, force the transfer messenger again, salt, manganese, and bitter salt must be supplied, otherwise, we will impeach him on the bullet seal, and let him bear the big crime of wasting beef and mutton. ”

Cao Xiang said helplessly: "Liu Daoji is still a good person, he has been collecting the materials we need like crazy these days, I heard that his collection order has been passed to Yanmen Pass, and if he is forced like this, he has only one way to commit suicide." ”

Yun Lang stood up and looked at the sky outside, frowned, and said, "I hope that they can come back soon."

If they succeed in rescuing the border people, we will have enough manpower at our disposal to use, unlike now, when we can only use soldiers.

If this continues, the soldiers will completely forget how to fight. ”

After the robbery is successful, it is time to flee three thousand miles away.

Huo Quzhi understood this truth taught by Yun Lang very thoroughly.

Although his murderous intent was still fiery, in order to maintain the results he had obtained, he decisively gave the order to march quickly.

From Jingtie Mountain to the intersection of the road back, there are three hundred miles, and in the space of three hundred miles, there are still Xiongnu tribes.

It's just that these tribes are all very small tribes, Huo Quzhi decided to ignore these small tribes and brutally pushed over, only in this way can he return to the Gobi Desert in the shortest possible time and avoid being surrounded by the Xiongnu army.

People who want to go home are invincible, and this is also reflected in the art of war.

This decision was an almost cruel one, and since this military order was issued, the remaining less than 800 cavalry of the cavalry commander had to take on the responsibility of opening the way and breaking the rear.

Both Li Kang and Zhao Ponu thought that this was an impossible task, but Huo Qubing coldly gave the final order, which could not be changed.

They selected former soldiers from among the border people, temporarily filled the army, and also selected strong men to guard the two wings.

In this way, the cavalry lieutenant only needs to be responsible for opening the road and breaking the rear.

After leaving Jingtie Mountain, there was no shortage of livestock, so an army of nearly 9,000 people rode all kinds of livestock and rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust on the Gobi Desert under the Qilian Mountains.

This is the momentum that can only be caused by the cavalry of the brigade, so those small tribes who have already received the order to encircle them, after seeing this formation, have chosen to retreat, and then sent messengers of 100,000 to inform the king of the day that the invading army is definitely more than 1,000 people, it should be 10,000 people.

Because the enemy has 10,000 cavalry, and there are 10,000 cavalry under his command, the king of Rizhu chose to stay in Jingtie Mountain for three days, and wait for the arrival of the army of the evil king, and then talk about the pursuit, for him, these 10,000 cavalry are the capital of his life, and they must not be easily buried.

On the second day of Jingtie Mountain, King Rizhu understood one thing, the so-called 10,000 Han troops were actually seventy or eighty percent Han slaves!

After learning the news, the king of Rizhu, who was about to raise troops to chase after him, did not know what he remembered, and after killing the Huns who provided him with the news, he once again chose to stand still.

But he informed the Hun Evil King of the direction of the Han army's departure......

Here, the king of the day did these things with a very simple idea.

Most of the people who suffered this disaster were from the Richai King's department, and the casualties among the herdsmen of the Hun Evil King's department were only an insignificant number.

In the case of one hundred and ten envoys going to ask for help, the evil king chose to stay still, and the king of Rizhu thought that since the Han army had left the territory of the king of Richai, then he should choose to stay still.

King Rizhu thought that when the Hun Evil King's troops and the Han army were inseparable, it should be the most beneficial way for him to clean up the mess by himself.

The result of this calculation was to let Huo Quzhi wait for the pursuers in Langshazi, and he waited for two days without waiting for the pursuers.

Inexplicably, he had to lead his troops into the Great Gobi, and two days was enough for those Han slaves to walk out of two hundred miles.

In many cases, people's faith is worn away by some negative emotions, and when the king came to Langshazi that day, there was nothing but the summer wind and some wild donkeys running in the distance.

The Evil King did not come...... After allowing the Han army to wreak havoc on the territory of the Huns, he swaggered away.

At this time, the person hated the most by the roaring King of the Sun was not the Han army that had caused him huge losses, but the Evil King!

The direction of hatred has changed, and as a result, the fiery heart that chases the Han people has slowly cooled.

The best place to fight is at the foot of Qilian Mountain, that is, in the unsheltered place of Langshazi, the Han army entered the Gobi, and if they want to catch up with them again, it will take at least ten days, and in these ten days, it is enough for the Han people to arrange various ambushes in the Gobi.

"This is a conspiracy of the Han people!"

"The Kunlun God will punish them!"

The king turned his horse's head sadly.

He You's injuries are always bad, and the wounds are always festering, so the little dog can only cut off the rotten flesh on He You's arm again and again, and only then has he left Jingtie Mountain for six days, and He You, who was originally alive and well, has become dying.

When the little dog raised the red-hot short knife again, He You shook his head painfully and said, "Let me die!" ”

The little dog snorted and said with red eyes: "Hold on a little longer, and when you arrive in the surrendered city, someone will save you." ”

Before the words fell, he pressed the red-hot short knife on He You's broken arm!